"You are my prisoner," He snapped. "You do not have any authority here!" Arawn's voice sent shivers down her spine, and her heart beat even more chaotically than before at their close proximity and the frostiness in his gaze.
Evanna bit her lip, glanced down and looked back at him again. "Why do you want me to see such a foul thing?" She whispered.
The prince blinked back a few times before he responded. "So you can see what we will do to your friends if you do not tell me what I want to know." He said calmly, but there was a cold edge to his voice, keeping her body alert to any movement of his.
At his words, her brows drew together. "You said they were not my friends?" She uttered in confusion.
